Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Tiara's, camoflague and general strangeness.

To cheer myself up from the soul-destroying action of the soul selling thing (read the post below), I was having a looksie at my old photos.

I think we're all aware I tend to get snap-happy when I'm down...or anytime, really. It's always been this way. So I thought, seeing as I don't have a scanner (why? why is this so?!) I'd take some photos...of my photos. I know, I don't get out a lot.

So, here they are... the sheltered, quiet days of my childhood.

(Beware! Bad quality.)

My best bud BB and I playing Can't See Me @ Wilson's Promontory when we were 14. My pants were totally cool.

The closest I'll get to Andy Roddick...I heart superimposed gadgets at the Australian Open.

BB & I the morning of my deb, just chilling like usual...

Chicken & I @ our Debutante Ball in 2003. As you look at this photo, think about the fact I'm 5ft 10, and wearing heels in this photo... Yep.

Look Melisa! Isn't my tiara wonderful?

1 comment:

Melisa said...

I LOVE IT!!!! Do you still have it AND wear it often? I would. You look positively ROYAL in it. :) xoxo

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